[ Lance shoulders open the door. Should he have knocked? It's their house, right? Anyway, here he is, both hands busy with branches for firewood, backpack full of stuff - most noticable, there's the handle of a hatchet sticking out of it. He briefly looks over his shoulder, as if he has any reason to actually worry about Keith, before smiling at Shiro. ] And we're back!
[ Chores like this are so stupid. Scavenging can be cool at least, like today, but too much of the time it's disappointing. ] Hey Shiro. Hear anything from anyone yet?
[ He walks over to the wall by the fireplace, as good a spot for a pile of firewood as any. ]
2! ... makes vague gestures at the initial encounter
[ Chores like this are so stupid. Scavenging can be cool at least, like today, but too much of the time it's disappointing. ] Hey Shiro. Hear anything from anyone yet?
[ He walks over to the wall by the fireplace, as good a spot for a pile of firewood as any. ]